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Date: May 1, 2010
Sponsored by: Canton of Readstan
Location:SE corner of Cornerstone Park, Littleton, CO

Hosted by Readstan, being the Southern Canton of Caerthe, and loyal to Crown & Coronet!
Saturday, May 1st, 2010, 10-5, site opens at 9:00am, early birds and the famous brute square at 8:00am.

A day of fun, fighting, finger pointing, and frivolity!

Fees:
 Adults 16 and over: $5. Children 5-16: $3. $20 Family cap rate, plus any applicable non-member surcharge.

Proposed Schedule
9:00 Set up, brute squad available to help unload and haul
10:00 Troll Opens
11:00 Opening Court should Her Excellency wish it
11:30 Helm & Mask Auction to benefit the canton
12:30 Heavy Tourney, Light Tourney, A&S Populaces' Choice, Children's Hobby Horse Construction, Bake Sale, Silent Auction, Brass bowl lunch (all at once, kind of)
2:30 Children's Horse Race
3:30 Heavy & Light Surprise Tourneys
4:30 Closing Court should Her Excellency wish it, Prize presentations
5:00 Clean up, brute squad available to help load and haul
6:00 Vacate site

Famous quotes heard at previous Mountain Mayhems:
Duke Maelgwn, "Go ahead Wilham, just try to get me with that bucket of water."
Evil Atlantian Count, "You only won because you squire grabbed me and then I killed him."
Viscount Sterling, "Yes, and that is what a good squire is supposed to do."
Viscountess Dianna, …nothing….. she just shakes her head at the antics of the squires, then gives us hot cocoa.
Lord Fynn, "MY box lunch comes with furniture, table ware, 5 courses…."
Lady Missy, "Hey Wilham how come that 4 year old beat you in the horse race?"
Lady Trenette, …… nothing……. she just blushes wonderfully.
Lady Melliore, "Horn you say that again and I'll..."
Lord Forester, "Nice weapons rack."
Lord Horn, "See, that is all I said!"
Lord Wilham, "Ah come on, throw something in with that helm Bobby, how about the winner gets a kiss!"
Lord Furukusu, "Why does he keep calling me Bold. I'm not bold, I'm nice."

 

  

“The widow-queen of Portugal
Had an audacious jester
Who entered the confessional
Disguised, and there confessed her.

"Father," she said, "thine ear bend down --
My sins are more than scarlet:
I love my fool -- blaspheming clown,
And common, base-born varlet."

"Daughter," the mimic priest replied,
"That sin, indeed, is awful:
The church's pardon is denied
To love that is unlawful.

"But since thy stubborn heart will be
For him forever pleading,
Thou'dst better make him, by decree,
A man of birth and breeding."

She made the fool a duke, in hope
With Heaven's taboo to palter;
Then told a priest, who told the Pope,
Who damned her from the altar!"

~ Barel Dort